Villager of Daming

Chapter 1168: One Hundred Good Horses Have No Return

"They are from the Brar tribe. It is a large tribe. Not counting slaves, its population exceeds four hundred. Fifty people came this time. The leader is called Wu Liangduo."

Everyone first put down their work and ran to watch the excitement. No, it was to treat the Jurchens who had a close and friendly relationship.

After Liu Sheng saw the people, he introduced the situation in a low voice. There were fifty people from the big tribe, all of them were there, except for one who could stand, the leader Wu Liangduo. He had to hold on, even if he wanted to lie down.

Others were lying down, lying down, lying on their sides, humming and humming...

The people in Xiaqiu Village didn't move. They were not responsible for treating other people. Their pulse-taking skills were not as good as those of the imperial doctors, except for Hanhan, who couldn't judge others casually.

The imperial doctor went over to help administer acupuncture, give medicine, massage, and deal with trauma. Humming was okay, at least it proved to be alive. There were people lying there motionless. Those who were carried back, I guess...

"Where are the horses? Where are the horses?" Zhu Zhu was more interested in medical skills. He asked the horse team that he brought with him when he left.

The tribe had more than a hundred horses in the past two days, and the horses carried a lot of things. The tribe had a population of more than 400, not counting slaves. Counting slaves, it must be over a thousand, and even 2,000 was considered a large tribe.

In such a large group of horses, none of them came back. How can the medicine be so effective?

"The horses... are dead, all of them are dead. Liu Chaoguan, please save us! A few days ago I... ugh..."

So cruel? Just these teenagers? It usually looks good, but it tastes great when cooked! That meal...

With a 'bang' sound, the hit happened, but it had no effect as the muscles on the person's back blocked it.

He said and went over to help Wu Liangduo up. Wu Liangduo's face was filled with tears and she looked excited.

He was asking on behalf of Zhu Zhu, who was very concerned about horses and wanted to know the effect of the medicine, which was an extract of drunken horse grass.

Ling'er walked around to the side of Wu Liangduo, raised her arm and hit the Feishu acupoint on Wu Liangduo's back. The knuckle of her index finger protruded to hit the acupoint.

Wu Liangduo, who was hit, turned his head blankly and his face became even redder. He looked at Ling'er with a distressed look, very puzzled.

After drinking to a high degree, his excited face immediately flushed, his eyes widened, and he made a "ho~ho~" sound in his throat.

"Alas~~" Liu Sheng sighed: "Leader Wu Liangduo, don't be like this, it will get better, it will, everything will be fine, what happened to you?"

Zhu Wentian took a look, stepped forward, opened his hands, and hit Wu Liangduo's two Feishu points at the same time with the pads of his thumb and little finger.

Wu Liangduo didn't even ask what it was. He took it and put his head in the can, only to realize that it was wine.

When His Highness King Wu asked, the officials from Gaizhou County next to him looked at the people of Xiangqiu Village with fear and awe in their eyes. How amazing!
It was said that the things put in the salt for the horses were all ruined. The things carried by the horses were thrown away unknown where. Anyway, the people who came back were lightly equipped and did not have any weapons in their hands.

Ling'er saw Brother Hanhan's gesture, took a glass of white wine and handed it to him: "Drink before you talk."

Wu Liangduo, the leader of the Bular tribe, cried. He knelt on the ground with a bang, nodded his head and kept crying. It was really sad for those who heard it and shed tears for those who saw it.

"Hit, Ling'er, you have to hit, eh! Hey hey hey..." Zhu Wentian acted as if he was helping Ling'er hit someone.

Wu Liangduo was no longer at a loss and confused at this time. He was touched and felt something touching those two places. Then his chest felt tight, poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he staggered forward. He had no choice but to get hit. It's so exciting.

Zhu Wentian continued to laugh there. Anyway, he knew that the opponent's two acupuncture points were waiting for pain! It's green now. Looking at the recovery after massage, it's been the pain for ten and a half months. Moreover, this part is not easy to touch by myself. When I touch it and want to rub it, I use my other hand to rub it from the neck. The more I rub it, the more painful it becomes. It is very addictive.

"This is because the qi and blood attack the heart and hurt the lungs. Ling'er is very powerful. A glass of wine brought the person back. You need to nurse yourself back to health! Otherwise, you will die if you fall down."

The imperial doctor came over to take a look and nodded to Ling'er to express his admiration. This cup of wine can save lives.

Wu Liangduo continued to cough there, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood and yellow phlegm. The sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim. Anyway, he felt like this, but at least he was breathing better. He didn't know what he was in just now.

At that moment, it was like having a heatstroke, feeling that there was nothing wrong with me, seeing things in a trance, and thinking slowly.

Ling'er smiled sheepishly. How could this man be so strong? He couldn't even hit the acupuncture point by waving his arms and using his knuckles. Thanks to Brother Hanhan's help.

"Can't you fight? Are you going to, ah, fight? Yeah!" After Zhu Wentian finished taking action, he raised his hand again. He had to pretend.

"No need!" Wu Liangduo just finished spitting, turned around and waved his hands, and continued to spit.

"Stop beating him. Look, you beat him until he vomited blood. Brother Hanhan, you are so powerful!"

The jingle sounds. If it hits again, where should it hit? Or Feishu point? It is estimated that Wu Liangduo doesn't need to be rescued. He can be carried away directly. Brother Hanhan's strong hands...

Wu Liangduo coughed for a while, and finally felt that he was done coughing. He started to move his left and right shoulders, and his acupuncture points turned blue, and he always felt that there was something wrong there.

He stretched out his right hand and touched back from the left side of his neck. When he touched the painful area, he pressed it with his middle finger. Every time he pressed it, it hissed, and he wanted to continue pressing it. He was really addicted.

"It's okay. I'll prescribe and take medicine for you later. You can recover slowly! How did the horse die?"

Ling'er said as if she had great medical skills, and asked Lao Wu for details. She was actually equally curious. She could get the extract of drunken horse grass, and she also knew what kind of damage drunk horse grass could cause to horses. , but I have never seen it with my own eyes. Who can try the extract on a horse?

Wu Liangduo first looked at his own hands. Some of them were already hopeless, but the imperial doctor was still working hard. Some were groaning, and some had already woken up after being comatose.

Broken bones are being splinted, and large cuts are being debrided, sutured, and bandaged.

No one gave them tetanus shots, and it was impossible to use the precious antibiotics. There were some in the team, but they were reluctant to take them out. It was very troublesome to get them, so they had to give priority to ensuring that people in the team used them.

However, a man who was bitten by a venomous snake asked him about the appearance of the venomous snake and injected him with antivenom. This was more abundant and he could also see the effect.

You don’t need to see the effectiveness of antibiotics. There will always be someone in the team who gets sick. With so many people setting off together, accidents are bound to happen on the road, including injuries and natural colds...

In such cases, a small dose of antibiotics is used, which is so effective that imperial doctors always call it a miracle drug.

Some people are in so much pain that they don’t need painkillers, not even traditional Chinese medicine. Acupuncture and massage can make people faint, and the pain is gone.

Wu Liangduo was so entranced as he watched the imperial doctor save him that he forgot to answer the question for a moment. He saw the wound sutured for the first time.

In his opinion, if a long cut on the thigh is exposed and the skin is exposed, it should be covered with clothes or something, and a horse manure bag can be used to rub it on it, or a handful of plant ash can be used to paste it on it. Salt will do, but it hurts!
Now this is how to sew clothes?

(End of this chapter)